Chapter 767 Breakthrough War (13)

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Not afraid of a god-like opponent, but afraid of a pig-like teammate.

In fact, a pig-like teammate was not the most terrifying.

Encountering a leader like a pig was a disaster.

The former was only a teammate after all. Not to mention a pig, even if it was inferior to a pig, at the very least, it would not hinder his actions and could not influence his will.

But the latter was different.

As a pig-like leader, he didn't just want to be a pig, he also wanted to turn all his subordinates into pigs.

This was the most desperate thing to do.

In a situation that everyone found inconceivable, even though he usually had all sorts of shortcomings, there was no doubt that General Robert Kennedy had given countless wrong and even somewhat ridiculous orders in a very short period of time. He had successfully become the pig-like leader in the hearts of all the rice soldiers.

Strong with a weak attack.

Fight more with less.

Normal versus elite.

Attack when it's time to retreat.

We should retreat when we attack.

Attack when you should retreat.

Hesitating, whining, and being cowardly.

No derogatory words could describe the commands of General Robert in this war. The tens of thousands of meters of troops acted helplessly under the orders of the high-handed army. Seeing that the opponent's advantage was getting bigger and bigger, their expressions were ashen, and they felt worse than eating shit.

In terms of numbers, the number of troops stationed in Dark Town was less than 30,000. They weren't as strong as the Hansmich Group. However, in terms of actual combat strength, the nearly 30,000 troops could easily defeat the 50,000 to 60,000 troops of the Hansmich Group.

This is the gap between national armies and private armies.

The unique training conditions, the supply of large amounts of war resources, and the increase in concentration for a long time...

All of this was something that only the national army could provide. It was simply not something that a private armed force could compare to. Other than that, there were also 30,000 people. The 30,000 people of the national army trained to fire bullets every day was enough for the 30,000 people of the Hansmich Group to use for half a month.

This is the so-called resource gap.

With Hans Mitch's money and strength, He could pick out about 20,000 elites out of 200,000, As one of the biggest drug lords in the Dark World, Hans Mitch had plenty of ways to nurture medium-sized elites. After all, conflict was the most common theme in the world of drug lords. Every drug deal, apart from regular customers, could cause a fight.

Hansmich had the ability to nurture a group of elites who had truly experienced war, knew how to cooperate, and possessed outstanding abilities. With such a person, coupled with his unyielding determination to fight to the death, he would definitely be able to wipe out an equal number of regular troops in a war.

Apart from that, Hans Mitch, with the secret support of the royal family, also raised a group of special forces, There were less than a thousand of them, but they could be said to be the most terrifying combat strength in the Hansmich Group. This group of elites had an average strength of S class or even S + class. They might not be comparable to the super elite forces of the Dark World, but no matter which country they were in, they could be said to be front-line special forces.

Twenty thousand elites, plus a thousand special forces, were Hans Mitch's most valuable possessions.

Apart from that, although he had 200,000 troops, the combat strength of these forces was quite ordinary. Apart from a small number of elites in his hands, most of his troops were no match for the national army.

The elite armies that had come to attack Dark Town were basically like this. They were known as elites. At best, they were only equipped to meet the standards. Their combat strength was simply incomparable to that of the regular army.

Especially the regular army of the United States!

General Robert Kennedy came from a special background. This kind of person with a wealthy background had never reached an extremely high position in the military and political circles, but he was definitely not low. Every position such a person had stayed in was very valuable. The current Robert was the commander of the 3rd Field Corps of the U.S. Army.

In the entire Rice Army, this was the main elite legion that was at the front.

Although there were less than 30,000 of them, under normal circumstances, they could easily destroy the same number of Hansmich Armaments, and there wouldn't even be much reduction in their numbers.

And the so-called normal state...

Refers to the normal supply of troops, adequate ammunition, stable morale, command calm.

These four conditions were very suitable for the Third Field Corps. However, the problem was that the command was too fucking uncalm. It was simply nonsense. Twenty-five minutes after the war broke out, General Robert personally disrupted his formation, allowing thousands of Hansmich Group troops to charge over. The battlefield was then directly split apart.

General Robert, who had inexplicably lost more than a thousand men, did not think that there was anything wrong with his command. Instead, he thought that the combat officers were extremely incompetent and directly ordered the two battalion commanders responsible for obstructing him to be shot on the spot.

The two battalions almost mutinied, but General Robert forcefully suppressed them. He then promoted the two company commanders who knew how to flatter others as battalion commanders. The battle continued, and under the leadership of the two incompetent battalion commanders, the forces of the two battalions were already like scattered sand.

The battlefield was becoming more and more divided.

Even though the fools knew that they needed to gather all their troops to prepare for the battle, General Robert gave a strange order to split up and attack the enemy.

What kind of bullshit military order was this? !

Almost all the officers were furious. Since the beginning of the war, General Robert had executed nearly twenty middle and lower ranked officers for disobeying the military order. Everyone knew the terrible consequences of disobeying the military order. However, when the military order was issued again, the officers who received the order were still dumbfounded.

"Kill! Kill all these bastards, damn bastards, bastards!"

In the battlefield, an extremely furious and shrill roar suddenly sounded.

An officer in a major uniform rushed forward with his troops in his arms. The guns in his hands opened fire crazily, and dense bullets poured into the crowd on the opposite side.

Almost at the same time, the armed forces of the Hansmich Group were also firing.

Bullets flew like rain.

Countless bullets landed on the major's body, and at the same time, on the Mi army behind the major.

Some people fell to the ground without saying a word, but more people seemed to have lost their rationality. They roared with all their might and charged forward, pulling the trigger in their hands at the same time.

Fifteen seconds.

Nearly five hundred soldiers and officers were annihilated.

However, regardless of their life or death, their insane fighting style also caused heavy losses to the Hansmich Group's armed forces. In this round of desperate battle, the US army had lost nearly five hundred soldiers, but it had also caused the Hansmich Group to lose six to seven hundred armed forces!

This was the most tragic scene since the outbreak of the war.

Large amounts of blood and corpses irritated all of the Rice Army, causing their eyes to turn red.

No words could describe the emotions in their hearts.

Anger? Humiliation? Suffering?

Perhaps it was all there, or perhaps it was none at all.

They're the U.S. Army.

The strongest and most elite army in the world.

But what are they doing now?

They were attacked by a group of drug dealers, but their own side did not quickly extinguish the attack. Instead, they were beaten into an abnormally sorry state. In less than an hour of battle, their own side even needed to carry out a suicidal attack on the enemy!

Since when have they fallen to such a state as the strongest army in the world?

And when did their general, Major General Robert Kennedy, become so incompetent?

What was this?

What exactly was this? !

"Kill! Don't let our brothers die in vain and kill these damn drug dealers!"

A hoarse roar suddenly pierced through the darkness, piercing through the sound of gunfire, echoing across the entire town.

"Kill! Kill all these damn drug dealers!"

In Dark Town, the roar of a mountain howl and a tsunami suddenly resounded.

All of the Rice Army's faces were filled with fury. They seemed to be completely mad as they frantically attacked the enemy in front of them. They didn't even care about their own defenses.

In an instant, the explosion completely unleashed the entire combat strength of the Mi army.

The armies of the Hansmitch group were rapidly decreasing and they were beginning to retreat.

The morale of the Rice Army grew even higher as they roared and attacked, knocking Hans Mitch's forces back more than ten meters in an instant.

Chase after him!

At this moment, all of the Mi army seemed to have regained their pride. They roared angrily and continued to fire.

Then...

The sound of a low horn echoed throughout the entire arena in an instant.

In an instant, all of the Rice Army were stunned.

Everyone stood there stiffly, their faces filled with disbelief.

The sound of a horn still echoed in the air.

That's the Military bugle of the Military...

That's the retreating bugle!

Retreat!

At a time when their side had stabilized the situation and was gaining the upper hand, the commander actually asked them to retreat.

All of the Mi Army subconsciously remained silent. The morale that would have risen had once again declined. Every Mi Army member's face was blank and no longer had the slightest bit of fighting intent.

"Robert!!! You bitch, you bastard!!!"

On the battlefield, a colonel was completely destroyed by a series of orders. Finally, he couldn't help but curse loudly.

At the same time.

In the temporary headquarters of Dark Town, General Robert's phone suddenly rang.

The general who gave another stupid order a few seconds ago took a sip of coffee and picked up the phone to glance at it. On the screen, Governor Howington's notes were flashing non-stop.

Robert casually threw his phone to the side and narrowed his eyes as he whispered, "There's not much time left."

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